Chapter 141: Hypocritical Humanity

Illusionist Anna Torrell suspended in mid-air with his eyes closed, and all items in the room, including the bed and wardrobe, were affected by the illusionist's uncontrollable telepathic power, and also flew in the air.

In front of the illusionist's chest with his hands folded, two hands were holding the 'Dream Silver Heart'.

A steady stream of hazy light was released, and from the fluctuations, Cangye detected that extraordinary spiritual power was being injected into Anna's body in a gentle way.

The missing soul energy is being replenished.

Avoiding floating objects at will, Nightnight came to Anna's side, stopping only about 1 meter away from him.

Further on is the exclusion zone. Anna had never believed in Night, a legendary illusionist, who would have been met head-on if Nighta dared to do anything wrong.

The other party's vitality is still vigorous, and it is estimated that it will be able to recover in another seven days.

The night was relieved and departed.

Outside the room, based on the original circle, Cangye burned a new circle on the periphery.

Five-ring spell - Labyrinth!

Judging from the beginner's handwriting, what Cangye can do is already incredible, the constant spell will last for about seven days, and during this time, Cangye will go out to test his power of the mage.

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Nearly eight days have passed since the end of the Battle of Stargate. During this time, the multiverse, which had been quiet for a long time, was once again making waves because of Prometheus.

The gods of the heavenly realm cast their eyes on the land they hated.

The Crown and the God of War the Conqueror have once again requisitioned the second army of the Kingdom of God, and at the same time, all the secular planes under the rule of the Church have completed the gathering of troops, and they have crossed the world bridge to the Star Gate.

And the Godslayer Alliance has also dispatched most of the Outer Continent Professional Legion to garrison outside the Star Gate.

A real big war is about to break out.

During this period of time, there were frequent cult riots in various places, the initiators of which were the 'Judgment Day' and 'Red Dawn', who had surrendered to Caligula, the god of blood and killing, as well as the main forces of the Death Cult, the 'Death Watcher', the 'Night Feast' and the 'Dragon Worship'.

The last Lich King has long since returned to the underworld, and the 'Lich Council', as the Lich King's descendant, naturally left with His Majesty and officially joined the Death God line.

The last Lich King will also be the eighth god of the Death Gods, along with the entire lineage, to take revenge on the gods of the underworld.

The Death God System is a branch of the Underworld God System, but it has long been separated from the main God System, and although it is still under the name of the Underworld God System, the Death God System has long been semi-independent.

This time, the Death God System will completely break with the Underworld God System. The blatant act of division completely angered the king of the underworld, and a great war between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.

Like the Battle of Stargate, this war, which is related to the future fate of the land of the dead, will also affect the future direction of the multiverse.

Because the alliance has requisitioned all the main forces to the vicinity of the Star Gate, the result is that the hinterland defense is empty, and many cults will also show their true fangs to Prometheus at this moment.

One organization after another, which seemed to be normal on weekdays, suddenly put on the skin of a cult and went on a killing spree.

Located in the Queens Grand Canyon, Polo's Fort is less than fifty miles away from Eisenhaug, and is the most important gateway to the outer continent of the City of Mages because of its difficult terrain and guarding the main access route of Lord Eisenhaug.

And now, the portal is under siege by a cult led by the 'Death Watcher'. After several encounters, there were even traces of the lich.

The only one who can deal with the caster is the caster, and without the lich in charge, this rabble simply does not have the courage to provoke even the defense of the empty mage city.

Nearly half of the streets of the city were affected by the fighting, countless buildings were burned, and many more were transformed into fortresses with the blessing of the spellcaster's spells.

This time the opponent was undead, all the corpses were burned there, and the empty streets were clean, but the gray air was filled with palpitating green smoke.

That's the ashes left behind after the burning of the corpse!

Walking down the streets, passers-by were in a hurry, and everywhere you could see spellcasters wearing robes and holding staffs.

A black-robed figure walked leisurely on the street, stepping on the small beat, and the gender of the person could be clearly judged from its bewitching posture.

The black-robed woman wore a wide peaked mage hat, an ancient style, and she was out of step with the people around her, both in terms of dress and posture.

Walking in front of a half-dilapidated building, the black-robed woman stopped. Looking at this pile of ruins, it seems that he wants to see the previous complete appearance from it, and his tone seems to have a hint of nostalgia:

"It's back again."

"I didn't expect that I would come back here, but you can't see it, and would rather die at the hands of the filthy undead than at the hands of me, a sinful witch?"

The woman's voice seemed calm and steady, but there was a suppressed resentment lurking, and with extreme anger, the wide mage robe swelled, and flames of two different colors, pitch black and pale, erupted from the cracks in the placket.

Heart-curpitling flames danced on his fingertips, and his slender snow-white hand flicked at the ruins.

In an instant—

A few strands of gray air flew out of the ruins, wrapping around the woman's fingertips.

As if to see something in it, the woman suddenly let out a chuckle:

"Although I did not die at my hands, rest assured, I will avenge you, my dear father!"

With a light laugh, the woman's figure disappeared.

Soon after she left, Nighty came to this place.

His appearance was a little different, dressed as a mage, and his slender, tall figure could not be concealed under the pale blue robe, but this time Cangye did not wear a mask, completely exposing his handsome and bewitching face.

Cangye's eyes were full of wisdom, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he smiled slightly, confident and unhurried, as if everything was under control.

Knowing the world, understanding the world, and controlling the world is exactly the attitude that only the elite spellcasters from the academy have.

Feeling the unusual fluctuations, under its perception, an extremely faint but very strong breath of death appeared, so the night chased the breath.

But the other party left first.

The nose sniffs lightly, and the faint fragrance that permeates the air lingers under the senses of the night.

The scent...... Somewhat familiar!

Flipping through the memory bank, trying to find a matching clue, the night also quickly left the place, and the fragrance continued to evaporate, and soon escaped into the air.

"It's a pity."

A cold tone that did not match his expression came out, stroking his cheeks, and a gentle touch came from Cangye's body.

After all, it is a semi-finished product, but it seems that for the time being, it needs to be adjusted to the sound.

The glow of the spell reflected in his hand went deep into his throat, and soon the night was able to emit a magnetic tone like a poet's aria. Whether it is the face, expression or voice, but also in line with the etiquette posture of the royal family, just from the appearance, the night is impeccable.

Looking at the gradually fading sky, Cangye's expression is smiling and calm, but if someone walks by, he may find some unusual meaning in this smile.

"The banquet is about to start, I need to hurry."

With graceful steps, Cangye took out a gorgeous cane carved from golden mahogany and walked away quickly.